Xiao Hu burst in like a little cannonball.
Qiao Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then strode confidently into the room.
Sure enough, He Xiuyu had returned with Rongrong.
The crate of cabbage was placed in the west room, but He Xuerong was kneeling on the kang in the east room, staring blankly at the crate of little bocai.
Qiao Qingyu thought to herself, could this little girl be interested in the little bocai again?
She couldn't help but wonder what the world looked like through her eyes.
Obviously, the two of them had already finished dinner by this time.
Qiao Qingyu glanced at the upside-down bowl on the table. She knew this was the meal He Xiuyu had saved for her.
Honestly, she shouldn't eat it, right? But it was so late, and cooking another meal herself would be wasteful and pretentious. So Qiao Qingyu sat down generously and ate the meal.
She didn't expect that after she finished eating, He Xiuyu called her into the west room.
